Fifty Years a Medium – Chapter 11, 12/12 by Estelle Roberts

I carried on transmitting spirit messages until Sir Arthur got to his feet and came over to my side. Slowly and deliberately he gave me a test message for Lady Doyle. It was an intimate one concerning another member of the family and referred to an event which had occurred only that morning. It convinced Lady Doyle that it must have come from her husband, as only she and the other member of the family were aware that the small incident described had happened. While giving clairvoyance that evening a…

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Fifty Years a Medium – Chapter 11, 11/12 by Estelle Roberts

George Craze, President of the Merylebone Association, who had often presided for Doyle at public meetings, said he was.“Take care of this medium,” Doyle urged him. “She is doing wonderful work. And you, Swaffer, watch our interests in the battle for truth that is now taking place. Great forces are opposing us, yet we must go forever forward.” He continued in this vein for some time. Before taking his leave he sent a message to his wife with “all my love and affection” and one to his son Denis, “tell…

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Fifty Years a Medium – Chapter 11, 10/12 by Estelle Roberts

The trumpet then fell to the ground with the fading of power.After the meeting Mrs. Brooke and some friends, over coffee, discussed this striking spirit message. They all regretted that the girl’s mother or some friend or relation had not been present to witness the nurse’s spirit return. For several days Mrs. Brooke deliberated, unable to make up her mind whether she might not be meddling with things which did not concern her if she took some positive action. At last she decided that no harm could come from checking…

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Fifty Years a Medium – Chapter 11, 9/12 by Estelle Roberts

Poor Barbanell! There he was in Blackburn, in Bessy’s home town, and he had not told her dramatic story. With many of the audience having known Bessy in life, it would have created a sensation! Maurice Barbanell has a keen sense of humour and I know that he would be the first to appreciate this story, told to me by one of the sitters in a voice séance. The greatest drawback to any good direct voice communication is tension. Once Red Cloud had brought a poor soul who was trying…

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Fifty Years a Medium – Chapter 11, 8/12 by Estelle Roberts

I sent a copy of this spirit message to the old Blackburn address, but my letter came back with the envelope marked “Gone away.” I was disappointed that Mrs. Manning’s family could not have the mother’s message. Then, to my surprise, I received a letter from another address in Blackburn. It was written by a Mrs. J. Smith, who described herself as a daughter of Mrs. Manning. Someone had seen a printed reference I had made to her mother’s return and had sent Mrs. Smith a copy of it. “I…

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Fifty Years a Medium – Chapter 11, 7/12 by Estelle Roberts

“Eight years later, my daughter Bessy passed on, one of the most lovable and sweetest girls who ever lived. Just before the end, she said, ‘If it is possible at all, I will come back.’ I knew she would keep that promise. She has come in the most unexpected manner. I had often heard of the Red Cloud circle. “It came as a big surprise to me to receive a telegram from Mr. Barbanell telling me that my daughter had come through, asking for her mother and telling them where…

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Fifty Years a Medium – Chapter 11, 6/12 by Estelle Roberts

Later Mrs. Manning assured me that this was true. Often, in her grief, she would take her daughter’s photograph, kiss it and talk to it. Bessy, to show that she knew what was happening in her own home, said to her mother: “You were telling Father about his boots this morning, weren’t you, Ma?” “That is quite right,” replied Mrs. Manning.“You said they wanted mending, didn’t you, Ma?”“I understand what you mean Bessy,” was the answer. “My Ma, I called her Ma,” said Bessy. In repeating Bessy’s words to enable…

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Fifty Years a Medium – Chapter 11, 5/12 by Estelle Roberts

I regard Bessy Manning’s return as flawless evidence for the after-life. No theories of telepathy or the subconscious mind can explain it away. No suggestion of collusion or any other kind of fraud can be entertained. Mrs. Manning had never met Estelle Roberts, or corresponded with her or any member of her family. Neither had she written to me or anyone who attended these voice séances. Yet her daughter’s full name and address had been given, accompanied by a complete message which was accurate in every detail. Later, when I…

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Fifty Years a Medium – Chapter 11, 4/12 by Estelle Roberts

I had never heard of Bessy Manning. I did not know whether there was a Mrs. Manning, or whether there was a Canterbury Street in Blackburn, but my confidence, built on years of experience with Red Cloud, was such that I knew the spirit information was correct. On the following morning, without the slightest doubt in my mind, I sent this telegram to Mrs. Manning at 14, Canterbury Street in Blackburn: “Your daughter, Bessy, spoke to us at Red Cloud’s circle last night.” I received no reply, so I telegraphed…

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Fifty Years a Medium – Chapter 11, 3/12 by Estelle Roberts

The trumpet slowly moved towards me and a voice, obviously belonging to a young girl, said: “I will, All right. I will . . . “From long experience I knew that the way to get the best results was to encourage the communicators to speak, not to ply them with questions which could have a rebuffing effect. “Come along,” I urged, “you are going to try to give me a message. Come and talk to me.” The voice replied: “I will if I am allowed to talk. A kind man…

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Fifty Years a Medium – Chapter 11, 2/12 by Estelle Roberts

“Shingi had set his heart on achieving a certain speed at the trial run. My husband was timing him. One lap had been just finished and he was at the beginning of another when the boat overturned.“His statement was correct. He achieved his speed.” One of the difficulties in writing a book from the medium’s viewpoint is that when you have been in a deep trance you are dependant on the memories of those present for an accurate description of what transpired. Because of this the presence of the shorthand…

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Mindfulness Spiritual Quotes For Spiritualists #272

Our ability to retain a happy and untroubled outlook does not just come from negating bad outlooks collectively, but from correcting specific, particular ones individually.Donna Goddard 11 cricketers play for India but a billion people give opinions, do gossip and enjoy the game as a fan. Same thing is in spirituality/religion. Only a few people seek the eternal truth/God. Others are happy being fans of their respective Gurus, gods and ancient culture.Shunya Check in with your heart often. There is much wisdom which is longing to be heard and used…

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Fifty Years a Medium – Chapter 11, 1/12 by Estelle Roberts

CHAPTER ELEVEN,MORE DIRECT VOICE Sir Henry Segrave helped another speed-boat victim to prove his identity when a Japanese visitor attended one of my voice séances. The communication she received not only set her own mind at rest but dulled the edge of grief of her son’s suffering. She was Mrs. Kingi Yano and her son was named Haro. Her husband and his brother, Shingi, had collaborated in racing motor boats and had won deserved reputations at this sport. Then came the day when Shingi was killed while practicing for a…

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Fifty Years a Medium – Chapter 10, 7/7 by Estelle Roberts

From that moment almost every word the wife spoke was charged with unassailable evidence. She spoke of some trouble with her knee cap which had been injured in a motorcar accident. She sent her love to Shakuntda, their eldest daughter, and to “Agye,” the diminutive of Agyavati, a friend of whom she had been very fond in Nairobi. She then spoke of “the three R’s” and gave me the name Rajan. Rajan, Mr. Dass explained, was the eldest of their three grandsons. He had been born two weeks after the…

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Fifty Years a Medium – Chapter 10, 6/7 by Estelle Roberts

“With regard to the writing itself, the character is not Dutch. It strikes us rather as English and is not my brother’s at all. This might be explained by the fact that the actual act of writing was not done by my brother alone, but with the help of a more experienced spirit, just as a small child writes its first letters with the help of one of its parents. In our opinion, however, this is a small point compared with the rest of the evidence. The signature is undeniable.…

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Fifty Years a Medium – Chapter 10, 5/7 by Estelle Roberts

“The message read:‘Mijn Vader BroederIkben heirIk vond het zeer moeielijk (te) spreek (en) Mijn les is moeielijker dan de uwe Ik kon de deur neit open doenIk moet een Brief SchrijvenIk zal morgen avond aan U (denken?) Wiltt U mij helpenOm het te doen SchriftAp.’Translation:`My Father BrotherI am here I found it very difficult (to) speak My lesson is more difficult than yours I could not open the doorI must Write a LetterI shall (think?) of you tomorrow night Will you help meto do it WritingAp.’“With regard to the conditions…

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Fifty Years a Medium – Chapter 10, 4/7 by Estelle Roberts

“The séance was held in a small room in complete darkness. Mrs. Roberts was the medium and a Mrs. Treloar presided. Besides ourselves there were seven other people present. As soon as all were seated, our hands were linked up, so that no hand was free. “After a few moments, the voice of Red Cloud was heard, loudly and clearly greeting his visitors. Spirit voices were soon heard making their identities known and speaking to their friends in our midst. Then Red Cloud announced that a young man, who had…

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